Ill follow the wind,
Let it take me home,
I have become
It's been a long, long hard day
I thought there is
Growing and learning and letting go
Everyday Im getting better you
This is my situation
Im standing lonely at my local station
Its
Wake up,
Were leaving,
The sparks have hit the ceiling,
Our world has
Hold on with an iron will,
Do all that you can
They've run me out of town
Put me in their lost
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